It's really easy....
Guard is spinning, not twirling. Guard is when a gun isn't a gun, it's a rifle, and when a sword is now a sabre. The 6 foot ones are flags, and the little twin ones are swing flags. Guard is when you're friends can hit you with a pole, and you won't hate them for it. Guard is a "no bubble" zone. Guard is practicing in a band room with a ceiling too short, and fighting for the gym because nobody thinks that guard is an important sport. Guard is skipping down the hallway barefoot and with a flag tucked under your arms, ignoring all the people staring. Guard is when you go running to you're friends crying and they pull out their 6 foot pole for the jerk who hurt you. Guard is parallels when you're happy. Guard is mustaches and monocles. Guard is when you find yourself spinning the broom when you know you're suppose to be sweeping the floor, and when you twirl your pencil like a flag. Guard is - ice cream scoop, circle in front DO A FREAKING SPACIAL! Guard is when you can shout "JAM IT!!!" and everybody in the team knows that you've jammed your finger, while innocent bystanders stare at you for swearing so loud. Guard is when you perform on a sprained ankle, even though you know you shouldn't. Guard is when you laugh if somebody ask you if a pole hits your face. Guard is Drama. Guard is when you wear your BDU's everywhere cuz their that comfortable. Guard is doing push-ups, then doing you're routine again. Guard is when you're bored you Google search uniforms and flags during your free time, or look up songs you can spin to. Guard is using your flag for a blanket and hiding so you won't get tickled. Guard is when half the people there are 5'2" and the pole is 6 feet long. Guard is sock buns and 50 bobby pins in your hair. Guard is when you're sore, but you don't notice because you've been sore for so long. Guard is bruises up your arms and reassuring everyone you're not in a abusive relationship. Guard is when you realize you had a life before guard, and now you can't quit because you don't have one without it anymore. Guard is life.
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